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Flee ye from the midst of Babylon, and let every one save his own life: be not silent upon her iniquity: for it is the time of revenge from the Lord, he will I render unto her what she hath deserved.

Babylon hath been a golden cup in the hand of the Lord, that made all the earth drunk: the nations have drunk of her wine, and therefore they have staggered.

Babylon is suddenly fallen, and destroyed: howl for her, take balm for her pain, if so she may be healed.

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“Flee(A) from Babylon!
    Run for your lives!
    Do not be destroyed because of her sins.(B)
It is time(C) for the Lord’s vengeance;(D)
    he will repay(E) her what she deserves.
Babylon was a gold cup(F) in the Lord’s hand;
    she made the whole earth drunk.
The nations drank her wine;
    therefore they have now gone mad.
Babylon will suddenly fall(G) and be broken.
    Wail over her!
Get balm(H) for her pain;
    perhaps she can be healed.

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